My backyard in the City of Barrie, Ontario,
is a woodland garden,
a woodland naturescape.
Into the woods. Into the Light.
My favourite hanging basket chair
way up high on the hill,
is my own private escape,
my own peaceful place,
my own personal Thin Place.
Contemplative sits,
meditative moments,
prayerful silence,
and the hot mess chaos
of frenzied writing sprees--
all of these are born here--
all of these "become' here.
Spring, summer, fall--all.
Winter, not so much.
Wind in the breeze,
filtered Light through the trees,
birdsong, cicadas,
and beautiful bees.
I can be busy, or I can just be.
Simply be.
Here. Now. Present.
Attuning. Unassuming.
Learning. Discerning.
Trusting. Adjusting.
Knowing. Glowing.
Lit by the warmth of the Holy Lovelight.
Blessed by the grace of the Presence of God.
Thin. Holy. Sacred.
This. Here. Now.
Amen.
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